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precisionfocus[He found a bar. A quiet, little place. All the kinds of liquor a man could ask for...
He swallowed hard and sat down at the end of the bar, staring at the wall of bottles. His throat was dry, almost ached for the taste of a strong whiskey to burn as it went down with water. He licked his lips but pulled out his journal.
He wrote in it:]
Anyone found a gun around? Rifle or handgun. I'm not picky. Just something to shoot these damned out-of-a-kid's-movie talking animals.
Player Name: Lynn
Are you new?: Nope!
Character Name: Sebastian Moran
Character Fandom: BBC's Sherlock (fandom OC)
(Yes, I'll stop now.)
He swallowed hard and sat down at the end of the bar, staring at the wall of bottles. His throat was dry, almost ached for the taste of a strong whiskey to burn as it went down with water. He licked his lips but pulled out his journal.
He wrote in it:]
Anyone found a gun around? Rifle or handgun. I'm not picky. Just something to shoot these damned out-of-a-kid's-movie talking animals.
Player Name: Lynn
Are you new?: Nope!
Character Name: Sebastian Moran
Character Fandom: BBC's Sherlock (fandom OC)
(Yes, I'll stop now.)
